Whatever you think of it, the Internet has really done a lot with the fourth wall.
I know my recent posts have focused on how the Internet has opened up conversations about media and writing, but there is a flip side to the issue: can the Internet offer too much accessibility? I think, sometimes, yes.
One of the most interesting things about growing up with the Internet has been tracking how the Internet grows up in its own way, and seeing the influence of that growth on its language. As a frequent user (read: Internet addict) since adolescence, the revolving door of frequently used acronyms has been pretty consistent in the places I frequent online (although it all depends on which communities you visit and who you talk to). Given how big a role the internet plays in our lives – whether through work, at home, or for other reasons – the change in language reflects more than just style; it also indicates on a smaller level how language changes to suit user demand.
There’s something glamorous about writing. Or, at least, the image of what a writer should be. Sitting somewhere with a notebook or laptop, chipping away at a magnum opus or the Next Great American Novel. The status of writing in the cultural imagination is all about the glamour. And the impending sense of failure. Like all other artistic fields, writing has been defined by the rarity of its success stories, and the exclusiveness that becomes associated with that success. Getting published isn’t supposed to be easy, but the result of years of hard work, starving and suffering for the higher ideal of art.